In Kill Chain the methamphetamine abusers have a really rotten time, because meth abuse is not funny. But this is: Meth Addicts Demand Government Address Nation’s Growing Spider Menace.
(From The Onion, of course.)
Tweakers’ Rights NowNowNowNowNowNowNow!
February 7, 2007 · 5 Comments
Categories: Kill Chain · Random
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susan // February 7, 2007 at 2:49 pm
Okay, obsessed Grammar Geek that I am, here’s what jumped out of the article at me (no no, not an arachnid). The writer’s masterful handling of the challenging pluralisation and possessification of a double-hyphenated word, as follows:
“…stealing their brothers-in-law’s bicycles.”
Patti // February 7, 2007 at 3:32 pm
I am struck by your masterful handling of the phrase, “pluralisation and possessification of a double-hyphenated word,” Susan! It sounds like the title of a journal article in linguistics.
Meg, last night I was reading the astronut thread when my son came up and began reading over my shoulder. The exchange went as follows:
Boy: “Is this the website that made you laugh so hard you could barely talk a while ago?”
Mom: “Yes.”
Boy: “Who’s Meg?”
Mom: “She’s a writer whose books I really like.”
Boy: “Can I read them?”
Mom: “Someday, yes.”
Boy (whining): “Why not now?”
Mom: “Murder, mayhem, sex, drugs, guns, rabies, and underpants.”
Boy: “Underpants…eew! You can write to writers?”
Mom: “Yes, especially if they have websites like this.”
Boy: “Cool. Say hi from me and tell her it’s good to be a writer. We need more writers because I might read all of the books and run out. That would be a problem.”
Meg // February 7, 2007 at 4:11 pm
Patti, please tell your son that I’m working hard to make sure the world doesn’t run out of books, and also that I used “underpants” on my website because (according to Dave Barry) it’s an inherently funny word. If he hasn’t yet learned the word “inherently”, assure him that he’ll understand it around the time he’s ready to read about mayhem, rabies and underpants.
As for boys and literature, the conversation at my house went like this:
Boy: How come you write novels?
Me: Because there’s nothing I’d rather do for a living.
Boy: And what does your editor do?
Me: She gets to read for a living.
Boy: Oh. So, she’s the smart one, then.
susan // February 7, 2007 at 4:16 pm
Patti, I sure hope your boy is planning to be a publisher when he grows up.
By the way, I assume from his reaction he’s well beyond the Captain Underpants stage? Or maybe it’s just the thought of his MOM reading about things like Underpants.
Waverley // February 9, 2007 at 10:50 pm
“Oh, so she’s the smart one.”
I fell off my chair.
~Mother of a 16yo son.
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